Rabid
The baby gurgled happily as the car bounced over the broken pavement. The baby was too busy playing with the doodads and doohickeys that had been afforded it to pay much attention to the motion of the car.
The car finally came to a stop and the mother scooped the child up. They mustn’t be late, the mother thought as she took the child to the door. Being late might not affect the final result but being late would most certainly not be good.
It was an old man who let the mother and child inside. The mother knew this wasn’t the one they were here to see. She knew he was merely a servant but when he told her to sit, she sat, cooing softly to the child as she waited for the one they’d come here to see.
In time, the man returned and the mother was told to follow. The seer sat in a near darkened room but the mother had no doubt that the lack of light would have no effect on the woman or on the powers she possessed.
“Come in, child,” the old woman purred. “Come in and sit down. You must be tired after such a long journey.”
The mother felt honored that this woman took the time to care about how she felt. “Thank you, ma’am,” she said. “It was a long trip.”
“No need to be so formal,” the old woman said. “My name is Helen and for what we have to do here, Helen is just fine.”
“Thank you, Helen.”
The seer came over to the woman and the child. “I take it this is the little one you called me about.”
“My pride and joy,” the mother said proudly.
The seer pulled the blanket back and took a sudden step backwards. Her eyes opened wide. Her mouth moved but no words came out. “Oh my,” she said finally. “Oh my.”
“Helen,” the anxious mother cried out. “Helen, what’s wrong?”
“Get out,” the old woman said tersely. “Get out. Get out of my house.”
“Helen, what’s wrong?”
The old woman put a hand over her eyes and then she pulled it down. “I said get out.”
“Helen, I don’t understand.”
“Your child is cursed,” the old woman said.
“Helen, you’re frightening me.”
“Your child is cursed,” the old woman said again. The woman put a hand across her forehead. “Tell your child to stay away from the water. Great danger lies in the water. Beware of the water. Beyond that, I can tell you no more.”
“Helen—”
The old woman looked at her haggardly. “I can tell you no more,” she said again. “Now go.”
The old man suddenly showed up even as the mother looked after the seer. “If you’ll follow me, Miss.”
The mother was still looking at the seer even as she let the man lead her from the room. How could her child be cursed, she wondered, even as she let herself be escorted out of the house. What was wrong with her child and how could it be fixed? How?
How?
How!?
Janice Marchese stood near the cabin and she looked out at the lake. There was something calming and pleasing about the lake and its still waters.
Her boyfriend came up behind her. “Didn’t I tell you this was a great place,” the boy said.
Janice shivered in the cool night air. “It sure is,” she agreed. “Everything is so calm and still here.”
“That’s what I like about it, too,” Zach agreed. “It’s so calm and when you look up at the stars on a night like this, you can actually see the stars and not just the hazy afterglow of the city lights.”
“It’s great,” Janice agreed. “Do you come here often.”
Janice could feel the boy’s hand as it stroked her arm and she liked the feel of it. “Not as often as I’d like to,” he said, “but then I’ve never had anyone as special as you to spend it with.”
Oh ple-e-e-ease, Janice thought. That line was so corny. Did he really expect a line like that to work on her.
But still, there was his hand stroking her arm and his hand felt so good there.
“And if you listen,” Zach said, “you can hear the sound of absolutely nothing.”
Janice listened. It wasn’t nothing, exactly. She could hear the multitudinous sounds of nature but it wasn’t exactly quiet.
With a start, she realized Zach’s hand had slid down off her arm and down around her waist. She could feel his hand caress her.
Not so fast, buster, she thought, but even though she thought it, she didn’t say anything. There was always time to stop him later.
“So do you like it here,” the boy was asking and even as he did, Janice felt his hand squeeze her waist.
Janice let herself be pulled back against Zach’s body. Okay, this was stupid, she told herself. She was acting like a silly, little schoolgirl. She couldn’t be giving in this easily, could she?
Or maybe she could. Zach and her had been dating for almost six months now. They’d met at a cafe. She’d been reading a book. He was there with some friends. She’d seen him almost from the moment he came in but she pretended she hadn’t. She’d hoped he’d come over and introduce himself and then he had.
It had still taken a while for them to get together. They’d gone slow and then Zach had suggested a week-end away from it all. A week-end in the country. That was how he’d described it but Janice hadn’t expected this but now here they were all by themselves, all alone with no one around, and somehow, it all seemed so right.
Maybe she was that easy, she told herself.
Zach’s hand lingered a moment longer and then he pulled it away and Janice moaned to herself in frustration and then moments later, she chastized herself for that. What the hell was wrong with her, she wondered. Did she really want to let this guy fuck her like that and what worried her most was she still wasn’t sure what the answer was.
The next morning, Janice woke up feeling ashamed of herself. Zach had been the perfect gentleman the night before and it was probably a good thing that he had because the way she’d been acting, she had little doubt that she would have let him fuck her if he wanted to so it was good that one of them at least had kept his head.
It was only then that she realized where her panties were. Down around her knees, that’s where they were, and that’s when she remembered the dream. She was here in this room and there was a guy there. It wasn’t Zach, she knew that. He was just some guy and he was lying in the bed.
She’d known what she wanted. From the moment she saw him, she’d known what she wanted to do and what she wanted was exactly what she did. She hopped up on top of his body. Her hand reached down and she grabbed that cock. A few good strokes just to make sure she had the guy’s attention and then she was shoving herself down onto that cock.
She’d remembered that. It was better than a dream. She’d remembered that, the feel of that cock as it entered her and she was remembering it now. Without thinking about it, her fingers slipped between her legs and she moaned to herself.
Stop it, she told herself. Stop it. You’re going to wake Zach.
Guiltily, she pulled her fingers back although there was a part of her that didn’t want to do it. There was a part of her that didn’t care if she woke Zach up and there was a part of her that almost hoped that she would so he could see what a little fucking slut she was.
Janice pulled herself out of bed and she pulled her panties up. Quietly, she let herself out of the bedroom and she let herself into the kitchen.
It wasn’t all that long before she had a mug of coffee. She went out onto the porch and she looked out at the lake. That was one nice thing about being out in the middle of nowhere. You could go out of your house half naked and there was absolutely no one there to see you.
She’d almost finished her mug when the door to the cabin opened and there was Zach standing there. “I was wondering where you were,” he said.
“I thought I’d let you sleep,” Janice told him even as she admired his body. She couldn’t help but notice that he was naked from the waist up and the way his hair was all nice and tousled was just sexy as all hell. She wouldn’t mind going back to bed with him and seeing just how long it would take to wear each other out.
“You want me to fix up some breakfast,” the boy asked.
No, she wanted to say. That wasn’t what she wanted him to do. “That would be great,” Janice said.
Zach took a step closer and then another step. He slid a hand around her waist and for the briefest of moments, she could feel his cock and she knew he was hard.
But he didn’t press the issue. He just bent down and kissed her neck and then he stepped away. “Don’t spend all day out here,” he told her. “Breakfast will be ready soon.”
Janice looked at the lake. She couldn’t understand it, but she was just so fucking horny. She was hungry but she just wasn’t sure for what. She had half a mind to go inside and drag the man away from the stove or from whatever he was doing and drag him off to bed. That was another way to feed her hunger.
Janice was ashamed of herself. She shook her head. With the way she was thinking, you’d think she didn’t have any control of herself, but that just wasn’t the case. She turned around and went back into the cabin.
Zach was indeed cooking. He looked up when Janice entered. “About time you came in,” he said.
“What’s for breakfast,” Janice asked.
The man grinned as he tipped the skillet up. “Omelets,” he said and then he slid one omelet out and moments later, he had the other. “And now, we add the secret sauce ...”
“You can cook,” Janice said. “You know, someday, you’re going to make someone a really fine wife.”
Zach took the joke in stride. “Nah, I don’t think I’d look all that good if I were barefoot and pregnant.”
Janice gasped and then she laughed. “Oh my God. I can’t believe you just said that.
“Why,” the man deadpanned back. “I thought you knew, I hate going around barefoot.”
Janice burst out laughing all over again. “Come here, funny man.” She gave him a kiss and then the two of them settled down to eat and when it was done, Zach took the dishes back and washed them up in the sink.
“So what else do you do up here,” Janice asked when the meal was done. The two of them had moved out onto the porch and they were looking out over the lake.
“Just pretty much sit back and relax. There’s a trail off that way. I think it goes all the way around the lake, but I’ve never walked it all the way.”
“Why not?”
Zach just shrugged. “I don’t know. I just haven’t.”
Janice wasn’t as horny as she had been earlier but that didn’t mean she wasn’t horny and at that very moment, she was trying to think of something else they could do instead because as much as she wanted to get her pussy fucked, she didn’t want Zach to think that she was a total slut.
“So how long you been coming up here,” she asked.
“For a while now.”
Shit, why did he look so cute and why was she so fucking horny. Change the subject, Janice told herself. Change the subject.
“Did you come up here as a kid?”
Zach laughed. “Me? Hell no. Mom would have hated this,” and then his face clouded over.
Janice could sense the change in her boyfriend. She’d always known there about Zach and his mom but she’d never pressed the issue but Zach seemed to want to talk. She put a hand on his arm. “What is it?”
“Mom. I was just thinking about her.”
“What about her?”
“She died when I was young, you know.”
Janice nodded.
“It was a freak accident, really, but I almost think mom saw it coming.”
Janice stroked a hand over her boyfriend’s arm. “Saw it coming,” she asked. “What do you mean by that?”
Zach was quiet for so long that Janice almost thought he wasn’t going to answer but finally, he did. “Mom hated the water. It was irrational, really, but she just hated it. She hated it with a passion. When the other kids were learning to swim, mom wouldn’t let me learn. When it was hot during the summer, mom wouldn’t let me go to the pool. Hell, she wouldn’t even let m cool off in the hose. She wouldn’t say why. She just said it wasn’t good for me.”
The man stopped as if remembering something that he didn’t want to say but finally he went on.
“I was twelve when mom died. It was a freak accident, really, and I’m amazed anyone got out alive. It was a rainy day and it was coming down really bad. Mom was hurrying home.”
Again the man stopped and again, Janice waited for him to continue.
“It was a beer truck that did it. The truck slid in the rain and it hit one of the supports of the Fourth Street bridge. That shouldn’t have been enough to do it, but somebody’d cut corners and the support crumpled. The bridge collapsed and in her hurry to get home, mom had just started to cross the bridge. Her car was one of fourteen that went into the rain swollen river that day.”
“Oh my God, Zach. I am so sorry.”
Zach nodded. “It wasn’t fair but I blamed her for being on that bridge. It took me a long time to realize that it wasn’t her fault and it wasn’t mine.”
“Of course, it wasn’t.”
“Yeah, I know that now, but for a twelve year old kid, well, I guess I just over compensated. My mom had a fear of water so suddenly, I wanted to do everything in the water so when years later, when a buddy of mine said he needed some money, when he told me he had this cabin for sale, I bought it off of him in nothing flat, and there you go. That’s why I’m here in this place.”
Janice let out the breath she’d been holding. “Wow. That’s quite a story.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m sorry about your loss.”
“It was a long time ago.”
“Yeah, I know, but I’m still sorry.”
“Thanks.”
Janice was looking out over the lake and suddenly she got an impish look on her face. “So there’s really nothing here to do but relax. Is that what you’re saying?”
Zach nodded.
“You’re sure. There’s nothing out here to get you excited.”
Zach shook his head.
Janice stood up and she turned around and looked at her boyfriend. “I find that rather hard to believe,” she said, “but I’m willing to put it to a test.”
“A test?”
But Janice was done talking. She was sliding down and then she was pushing Zach’s knees apart.
“Janice! What are you doing?”
It was a silly question that really didn’t need an answer. She dropped to her knees and her hands pulled his zipper down.
“Janice, what are you doing?!”
Janice pulled his cock out and the boy groaned but he groaned even louder when she took his cock in her mouth.
“Oh fuck,” Zach groaned as that mouth continued to take his cock. “Oh fuck.”
Janice wasn’t about to stop. Her hand just gripped him around the base and she sucked him harder.
“Fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck.”
The woman wasn’t stopping. She sucked him harder and the man groaned even louder.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. I’m going to cum.”
Almost miraculously, Janice seemed to sense the moment because she pulled her mouth back at the very last moment. She looked up at Zach and smiled ever so sweetly. “I thought you said there wasn’t anything up here that could get you excited.”
The man groaned. “I was obviously wrong.”
Janice grinned again. “I am so glad to hear you say that,” she said, and with that, she once again sucked on her boyfriend’s cock, and this time, there would be no reprieve. Within moments, the guy was cumming and Janice was slurping him down.
The man groaned as Janice sucked and swallowed and then sucked some more and when his cock had nothing left to give, he still groaned as his girlfriend’s tongue licked his cock clean and it was only after that had been done that Janice finally tucked his cock back in his pants and then zipped up his jeans and with that, she got up and walked back inside the cabin.
Zach just sat there in his chair. He’d always thought Janice was hot but there was no way he’d ever imagined that she would ever do that. Well, that wasn’t exactly true. He’d imagined it. He’d just never thought it would actually come true but the question was what was he supposed to do now.
She’d been inside for a while, he realized. He wondered what she was doing. He got up and walked inside. He found her huddled up on the couch.
She looked up at him. “I am so sorry,” she said. “I ... I don’t know what came over me. I ... I just thought I had to do it.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I just thought I had to ... I mean, I wanted to, I mean, I don’t know, but I am so sorry.”
Zach wasn’t sure what to say. While unexpected, Janice seemed rather competent in what she had done and if there were to be a repeat performance, it would be quite welcome. On the other hand, Janice’s comments seemed to indicate that she was embarrassed and that an encore, if it ever occurred, was unlikely to come any time soon, so what the hell was he supposed to do. He felt powerless and he didn’t like feeling powerless so he did the best he could do and he told her it would be okay, and then he turned around and walked back out again.
He was hoping that Janice would follow him back out onto the porch but when she didn’t show, he took to looking out over the lake and wondering if he should have done something different.
Around about lunch time, he went back inside. “You want me to fix something for lunch,” he asked.
Janice said nothing.
“Come on, Janice. You got to eat. You want me to fix something for lunch?”
At first, it seemed as if Janice was going to say nothing but then she spoke. “You must think I’m horrible,” she said in a sniffly voice.
Horrible was hardly the word that came to mind and Zach told her that.
“But after what I did. That was horrible.”
“Actually, um, it was kind of enjoyable.”
Janice just stared at the man as if she couldn’t believe what she had just heard him say and then she started to smile. “You mean that,” she said.
“Oh yeah,” Zach said enthusiastically and Janice couldn’t help but laugh.
“Don’t get me wrong,” she said. “It’s not like I’m going to be doing that any time soon, but I’m really glad you’re being such a good sport about that.”
“Sure,” Zach agreed.
Janice smiled wanly. “You said something about lunch or something?”
Zach nodded. “And then I was thinking maybe you and me could go hiking on that trail after lunch is done.”
“Sounds good,” Janice said. “I like it.”
Zach was glad to see that Janice was back to the way she had been before. She chatted amiably over lunch and commended him once more on his cooking, and to Zach’s way of looking at it, it seemed as if she had almost put their post breakfast endeavors completely out of her mind.
“What should we take on this hike of ours. Are we going to need water, boots, what?”
“It’s pretty flat,” Zach said. “Tennis shoes should work fine but water’s not a bad idea.”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
They’d been gone about thirty minutes when Janice asked if they could stop. “What’s wrong,” Zach asked.
Janice took a swig of water and she looked out over the lake. “Nothing’s wrong,” Janice said. “I’m just not used to this. Do you do this all the time?”
“Whenever I’m here,” Zach replied.
“That must keep you in good shape.”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“Can I see?”
“Can you see what?”
“Can I see your body? Can I see how good a shape it’s in?”
“What?”
Janice was sidling up to the boy and she was rubbing her hand over the front of the boy’s jeans. “Come on,” she said. “Don’t play hard to get. You know what I want.”
“I thought we discussed this—”
Janice unzipped the boy’s pants and she let her hand slide inside. “I’ll bet you think I’m going to suck your cock again.”
“Sure looks like it.”
Janice smiled and shook her head. “I’ve already done that. I want something more now,” and with that, she undid his belt and pulled down his pants.
“Janice, what are you doing?”
The girl wrapped her hand around the boy’s cock. “What does it look like I’m doing,” she said. “By the way, I hope you don’t mind a little dirt.”
“Why?”
The girl didn’t answer, at least not with words. Instead, she just pulled back and gave the boy a hard shove.
Even so, Zach might still have stayed on his feet were it not for the fact that his jeans and his underwear were down around his knees. As it was, he tried to take a step backward, then faltered, and fell, and Janice was on him in an instant.
“Janice, what are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing,” the girl told the boy. “I’m going to fuck you.”
The girl liked the way she had the boy’s eyes on her. She hesitated for just a moment, waiting to make sure he saw exactly what she was doing and then she pulled her top off and she flung it aside.
She loved the way his eyes just seemed to lock in on her tits so moments later, she was casting aside her bra and her hands were fondling her breasts. “Do you like these,” she asked.
“Yeah,” the boy moaned.
“Do you want to touch them?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t see anyone stopping you.”
That got the boy moving and soon his hands were fondling Janice’s tits.
“Oh yeah,” Janice moaned. “Oh yeah. That’s it. Hold my tits. Feel my tits. Oh yeah. I like it when you grab my tits.”
The man groaned. He didn’t seem to be able to take his hands off of her tits.
“Oh yeah,” the woman purred. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. “Oh yeah. That’s what you like, isn’t it? You like feeling up my tits.”
The man didn’t say anything but then Janice hadn’t expected him to.
She pulled herself up off of him and she knelt over his body as she undid the first snap on her jeans. Then the second was gone and the third and finally she was pushing the jeans down and she watched Zach’s eyes zero in on her panties. “You want to see what’s in here, don’t you?”
Again Zach nodded.
Janice stood and she quickly pushed her jeans all the way down. Moments later, her panties were off, too, and then she was back again, straddling her boyfriend’s body and her hand reached between her boyfriend’s legs. “I want this inside me,” she said.
She wasn’t waiting for permission. She had the head of that cock pressed up against her hole and she couldn’t help moaning. That felt good. That felt really, really good.
She pushed herself down a little and she moaned as the head of that cock entered her. Damn, that felt good. She couldn’t remember why they hadn’t done this before.
She moaned as her pussy slid even lower. Fuck, that was good. That was real good. She loved the way that cock filled her up.
Her boyfriend was just lying there but that was just fine with her. She didn’t care if he let her do all the work. All she cared about was getting her pussy fucked.
He was all the way inside her and Janice moaned. She loved it when a guy filled her up like that. It felt so fucking good. She sat up and she played with her tits even as she bounced away on his dick.
There was nothing for Zach to do but lie there and watch. Well, that wasn’t true, she told herself. There was nothing for Zach to do but lie there and moan and he was sure doing plenty of both.
The afternoon sun was hot against her skin and she was starting to sweat just a little from her workout. Her hands couldn’t make up their mind as to whether they wanted to play with her nipples or give her boyfriend a clear and unobstructed view so she split the difference and she did both.
Zach was going to cum. She knew it. She could feel it, and she knew she wanted him to do it. She wanted him to cum in her cunt. She wanted him to fill her up.
She could feel it happening and she could feel herself giving herself over to it. It was going to happen. It was going to ... to ...
“Oh fu-u-u-u-u-uck,” the boy groaned and Janice couldn’t have said it better. She could feel his cock cumming. She could feel him filling her up in a whole new way and it just felt so good.
She kept her pussy where it was, relishing the feel of it as the boy emptied himself inside of her and she moaned again. She loved getting her pussy filled.
Sensibility seemed to return to her at least in some form. She looked down at the boy and she couldn’t believe she’d done it. What the hell was happening to her. This wasn’t like her.
She pulled herself up off his cock. She had to get away, she told herself and yet even at the same time, she was telling herself something else. Wouldn’t it be nice to kneel down and suck his cock until he was hard again, and then as long as she was down there on her hands and knees, wouldn’t it be great if he could give her pussy another good, hard fucking.
Janice shook her head even as she reached for her clothes. What the hell was the matter with her. She wasn’t like that. She grabbed her clothes and she started to run back to the cabin and yet all the way back, these interesting and wonderful thoughts kept going through her mind.
What if Zach came after her? What if he caught up with her and fucked her wildly. Shove her up against a tree or push her to the ground. She didn’t care. She just wanted to get her pussy fucked and at the same time, she knew she didn’t.
Zach came back a little while later. Janice was inside the cabin, huddled up where she had been before. “I don’t know what came over me,” she said again.
The boy smiled ruefully. “Yeah well, there seems to be a lot of that going around these days.
They didn’t say much for the rest of the day. Janice spent most of the time inside. Dinner was quiet and when they went to bed, they had sex but it wasn’t like it had been out on the trail.
The next morning, Janice was up before Zach. She wasn’t sure why but even naked as she was, she tiptoed out of the bedroom and crept out of the cabin.
She couldn’t explain it but she felt drawn, drawn away from the cabin, drawn towards the lake.
The morning air was cool against her skin but Janice hardly noticed it. She was staring at the reflections in the lake. She was learning. She was changing. She was accepting what she now was.
She needed to fuck.
She would always need to fuck.
It was what she was.
It was her destiny just like the old mystic had seen.
She had to go back inside and wake Zach up because she needed him to fuck her again and again and again.